The man led the crossbowmen to the carriage.

Xiao Yu helped Xiao Yucheng's hand and jumped out of the carriage dexterously to greet everyone. She soon learned that the leader's name was Xian Tieshan.

Perhaps there are few guests in this slang village, and these people are very enthusiastic.

After talking a few words, Xian Tieshan returned the silver horn to Xiao Yu, and asked two men named Ah Teng and Dongdan to lead the way for her, escorting Xiao Yu and Xiao Yucheng into the village.

The carriage of the General's Mansion was temporarily stored in the wooden building guarding the pass.

Ah Teng doesn't talk much, and Dongdan is more talkative. After gossiping for a while, Xiao Yu heard that there was still some distance from the slang village, and he didn't know how long it would take to walk like this, but when he saw that it was getting late, he immediately indicated that he would ride a horse. So the group did not delay any longer and galloped up the mountain.

The mountain road turned around and gradually became difficult, and several people had to slow down their horses.

The sunset shines at night, and hundreds of birds return to the forest. A faint twilight haze floats in the mountains, and there is smoke curling up in the forest not far away, diffusing like a fairy mist. I don't know where to float the smart singing, like Kunshan jade broken, hibiscus weeping dew, clear sound trembling aftertaste, like heaven.

Xiao Yu was almost suspicious of being in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and his heart was relaxed.

The four of them passed through several dangerous passes, the road was even narrower and more rugged, and it was impossible to cross on horseback. The four of them left the horse at the house of a guard to take care of it, took the gifts brought by Xiao Yu and Xiao Yucheng, and walked into the village.

After the sun had sunset, the twilight was getting thicker. Several people quickened their pace and walked up the mountain.

"It's not far from the walled gate." Dong Dan Road.

Xiao Yucheng turned his head to look down, the old trees and strange stones beside the road, the cliffs below, the cloud lock fog seal, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the slang village site selection is safe: the mountain road is tortuous and high, and the passes are everywhere, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Xiao Yu was already very tired, and he was almost there when he listened. I can't help but feel refreshed.

But in half an hour, the gate of the village appeared in front of several people under the reflection of the blazing torches. This gate is made of solid wood, decorated with horns, and there are two-story wooden buildings on the left and right. Several copper drums are hung next to it.

At this moment, the gatehouse was brightly lit, and in front of the door stood two columns of dressed slang girls, both barefoot and patterned, wearing tube skirts made of animal skins or linen, and crow-green headscarves. He wears a silver collar around his neck, and when he moves, he makes a crisp and pleasant jingling sound.

The crowd under the door gathered a middle-aged beauty with apricot eyes and peach cheeks and a petite figure. She was also barefoot, dressed in an inky red-trimmed embroidered tube skirt adorned with silver ornaments, fur, combed in a bun, and wore an intricate set of silver crowns, collars, hand ornaments, and charms that glittered in the firelight.

Xiao Yu was almost dazzled by the silver, and felt heavy for him.

Seeing the visitor, the slang girl smiled like a flower. Singing with an open and clear voice: "The sunset slope and the birds return to the forest, the lanterns welcome the guests, welcome the guests, sing the mountain songs to welcome the guests, pour the wine to welcome the guests, welcome the guests to the cottage ......"

The song begins like a harrier chirping in the sky, then gradually falling, and then when it is about to land, it flutters its wings again and soars straight up to the clouds, twisting and turning. One chant and three sighs.

Xiao Yucheng didn't understand slang, but he felt that the singing was clearer and more moving, and he listened to it for a while.

Xiao Yu was also infected by this cheerful and beautiful tune and the enthusiasm conveyed in the song, and the exhaustion was swept away. Smile.

There were two handsome girls who came up with horns to toast the door.

Xiao Yu took a sip, it was a warm and mellow sweet wine, and he drank it all at the moment. Turning his head to look, Xiao Yucheng's face was a little red, and he also drank the wine in the horns.

The middle-aged beauty greeted her with a smile on her face, and put a scarlet on the forehead of the two of them. The silver jewelry is jingling, crisp and melodious.

Slang people respect women, Xiao Yu guessed that his identity was the chief, and bowed deeply: "Holy Aunt Wanfu." ”

Xiao Yucheng hurriedly bowed his waist and saluted.

"No need to be polite." Although Xiao Yu was wearing men's clothes, the holy aunt naturally took Xiao Yu's hand and said with a smile, "The girl has worked hard from afar, and there is some light wine and light rice in the village, don't dislike it." ”

"It's deserved, but it's disrespectful. Thank you for your kindness. Xiao Yu said respectfully and introduced Xiao Yucheng again.

After that, surrounded by everyone, Xiao Yu and Shenggu walked forward hand in hand, and Xiao Yucheng followed closely beside him. Entering the gate, Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at it, and involuntarily stopped.

I saw the lights of thousands of homes in the valley below, like stars twinkling, very beautiful.

"Still going down?"

"Exactly." The holy aunt replied with a smile.

Xiao Yu thought that after a long journey, he had finally arrived, but he never thought that there was still a long mountain road to walk, and he was a little depressed, and someone next to him carried the shoulder of the bamboo chair in the middle of the two long poles.

So on the swaying shoulder, Xiao Yu comfortably arrived at the hall where the guests were entertained in the slang village. But seeing the brilliant lights, the sound of copper drums, and all kinds of dishes were placed on the long table, beside which there were young men and women dressed in animal skins, wearing feathers on their vertebrae, holding axes and reeds, singing and dancing.

Hatchet?! It's tough.

At the table, Xiao Yu saw the old witch doctor.

At that moment, everyone entered the table, and the holy aunt frequently advised him to drink. Fortunately, those sweet brews have a light taste, otherwise Xiao Yu and Xiao Yucheng are afraid that they will be drunk. Slang people like to eat sour dishes, so they serve a variety of sour soup pickles and game. Especially Xiao Yu also saw the sour bamboo shoots, and sandwiched a chopstick entrance, which was actually produced by himself.

Xiao Yu remembered to present the gift. Among them, in addition to some precious medicinal materials and notoginseng powder and other medicines, there is also a small jar of sour bamboo shoots and some mountain goods, which Xiao Peirang brought. The pills and ointments were accompanied by a piece of paper that explained the method and its effects, and she did not explain them individually.

The holy aunt accepted the gift and was very happy.

In the middle of the moon, everyone finished drinking and eating, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves and dispersed. Xiao Yu thought that the next thing was to talk all night to solve the doubts in her heart, but who knew that the holy aunt asked the girl to take the two to take a bath and change clothes, and directly arranged for the guest house to rest.

It is said that the ancestors of the slang people first built nests in trees to prevent wild beasts, and now there are wooden houses built on trees in the village, but most of the slang people have lived in houses made of bamboo and wood, and the lower floor is empty only with pillars and stairs, called ganlan.

The wooden barn where Xiao Yu's siblings live is quite spacious and comfortably furnished, with a carpet of beautiful patterns on the floor, and horns, skeletons, animal skins, and copper drums hanging on the walls.

The bronze drum is well-cast, with smooth lines of squatting frogs, feathered people and other ornaments, which is a symbol of the god of thunder worshiped by the slang people.

The maid changed Xiao Yu into slang clothes and combed her hair. Xiao Yu sat on the threshold and looked at the lights in the distance, heard the sound, and turned his head to see Xiao Yucheng walking out of the next room, also wearing slang clothes, but it did not damage his handsomeness, and he couldn't help pursing his lips.

Xiao Yucheng's footsteps paused slightly. His eyes were as clear as water, as if they were full of moonlight, and with such a slight smile, the moonlight seemed to ripple.

Xiao Yu asked, "Still not sleeping?" ”

Xiao Yucheng shook his head, and then said, "I live next door, and I am called for something." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Yu nodded, "I will deal with the matter as soon as possible, and then go home early." ”

"What is the reason you are here?" Xiao Yucheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is the slang village really ...... with the Martial King?"

"What does this have to do with the two of us? This is not to be said here. Xiao Yu stopped him, looked around, and said, "Slang people are good at drugs, and it is rare to have a chance, I want to ask if there is any good way to solve the poison in Yue Gongzi." ”

Xiao Yucheng was a little annoyed, nodded and said, "Yue Gongzi is really lucky to meet you." ”

Xiao Yu couldn't help but think of Hua Yue's upside-down faces and the pair of painted phoenix eyes, and sighed: "It may not be cured." ”

The two chatted a few more words.

"It's late at night, let's rest early." Xiao Yu covered his yawn with his hand and said to Xiao Yu. After a tiring day, she went into her room and lay down on a comfortable bed, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

Xiao Yucheng also went back to the room, but did not sleep, but sat at the table and kept an eye on the movements around him. In this strange place, he can't take it lightly, and only by being cautious can he ensure that Xiao Yu is well protected.

The night was quiet, and you could faintly hear the roars of wild beasts in the mountains. (To be continued.) )